Agoraphobic

I’ve become agoraphobic.
Confined to the cells I’ve built inside my head.
I’m never going on the outside ever again.
The sun is shining through the curtains.
Oh, it’s a beautiful day outside I’m sure.
But I’m just gonna have to trust you, and take you at your word.
Because it’s comfortable in here.
Just me and debilitating fear.
My self-security blanket warms.
As I know the end is near.
So please don’t take my pain away.
It’s all I got to keep me warm and safe.
Armageddon’s approaching, it’s fair to say.
So, board up the windows and lock the doors, I’m not going outside anymore.
Unless I’m dragged kicking and screaming, I’m staying indoors.
There’s a clock upon the nightstand.
Programmed to notify me of another day.
The weather really doesn’t matter when it’s always cold and gray.
I hit the snooze while I’m sleeping.
Un-rested, adjust myself accordingly.
Pace back and forth three times rinse, repeat, scrub until it’s clean.
But it’s comfortable in here.
Just me and debilitating fear.
By self-help medicating my future’s looking fucking clear.
I’ve lost my mind this time it’s somewhere I swear.
I’ve lost my mind this time, I can’t find it anywhere.
So please don’t take my pain away.